"The prince is so lucky? The battle is so fierce, can you still have a chance to hide here?"

Ye Xiuwen was trying to beat the Beiwang Road, who was helped out by two eunuchs in the tunnel.

puff!

The Northern King appeared and spurted out blood, and the man collapsed on the ground.

"King Qingyang? Don't be angry with our prince. He was seriously injured by the angel. Several generals fought to death to find a chance for the prince to survive." One of the old eunuchs begged for the Northern King.

"Forget it, I'm not the one who takes the blame, haha!"

Ye Xiuwen smiled and put one hand on the Northern King's pulse gate. He realized that although the Northern King's pulse was weak, he would not have any worries about his life. It was just that the wound under the right clavicle was difficult to deal with.

The wound seemed to be pierced by something. It was considered a pierced wound. If an ordinary person had been pierced like this, he would have died long ago.

"Resting well, your injury will not be fatal." Ye Xiuwen stood up and said. At this time, the Northern King was gasping for a long time and then said: "King Qingyang must stop the gods. They returned to the Central Plains to re-enforce humans. Moreover, they can all fly, and the army marched very fast, and they may arrive in Kyoto within three days.

Once Kyoto falls, the gods will rebuild the city of the sky. At that time, no matter what race the world has, it will become a slave to the gods... "

"I know, I know, I will stop it, but I don't know which road they took to the capital." Ye Xiuwen said.

"Don't worry about this, because I have pointed them a place to go." The King of Northern said breathlessly again.

"Where do you want?" Ye Xiuwen said strangely.

"Yes, where to go. I said that as long as the Ming Dynasty had Shaolin, the gods would not be able to rule the entire Central Plains,..."

"Bah, you're so fucking unethical."

Before the Beiwang could finish his speech, Ye Xiuwen spat.

"King of Qingyang, what are you doing?" Bei Wang wiped his face straight.

"Shaolin died for the Ming Dynasty, Master Qingyuan died, and Master Daoming died, Do you want the entire Shaolin to be buried with the Ming Dynasty?"

Ye Xiuwen questioned the Northern King, and the Northern King was speechless for a moment. In fact, he himself knew that he was quite immoral in doing this. But there was nothing he could do.

So the King of Northern sighed and said, "I had no other way at that time. The imperial army could not resist it. You don't know when you will be back. I can only make this bad decision and let Shaolin resist it for a while..."

The King of Bei was helpless as he spoke.

Ye Xiuwen originally wanted to scold him a few more words, but when he saw the helpless look of the Northern King, he softened his heart, so he asked, "How many people do he have? How long will it take for him to leave?"

"They captured this place at night yesterday, and they probably left this morning. But they all fly, I'm afraid they have arrived in Shaolin at this time, not necessarily." The King of Northern thought and said.

"It seems that it's not too late, we will set off to Shaolin." Ye Xiuwen said. However, at this time, the Northern King grabbed Ye Xiuwen and said, "King Qingyang? You can't go to Shaolin so tired. That great general of the God-born clan cannot be regarded as!"

"Hmph, what can a mere bird man do to me? Prince, don't be surprised if you take a look at something."

Ye Xiuwen was slightly happy and led the Northern King to see.

When the Northern King saw the flying dragon, his eyes almost fell to the ground. There was still a real dragon in this world, and he had never seen it before.

"Is this a dragon?" The King of Northern said in surprise.

"Haha, it's indeed a dragon. Let the King of Northern also ride in a majestic and majestic way."

Ye Xiuwen took the people away with a smile, but the Northern King was very envious. But when he saw a huge flying dragon passing by from above his head, his heart seemed to fly away as well.

"Prince? I have lived for so much of my life and have never seen such a scene?"

The old eunuch beside the King of Bei also said in surprise. He watched until the flying dragon flew far away and was far away before he put his hand down.

"I have never seen it before, but now, with these flying dragons, King Qingyang should be able to catch up." The King of Northern said with some expectations. After all, Shaolin was a helpless move as a shield.

At that time, he really had no other way, otherwise he would not have done so.

Shaolin first had Master Xuanku, then Master Qingyuan, and then Master Daoming, who sacrificed all his life for the Ming Dynasty. How could he bear to let Shaolin suffer this hardship again?

But at that time, he was helpless and said such words.

Fortunately, King Qingyang is back. He believes that as long as King Qingyang is fast enough, he will definitely catch up with those damn birdmen.

He also learned the name Birdman from King Qingyang. And he thought that King Qingyang was right, wasn’t it just some people with wings? What’s so awesome?

However, seeing the dead bodies in this city, the Northern King could not calm down for a long time.

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According to the distance between Hengyang and Shaolin, it takes about one day to march. But if you fly, it will arrive in less than two hours.

The Gods tribe only started this morning when the sun rose. Because earlier, it would be uncomfortable to fly with water on its wings. Therefore, the Gods tribe sometimes flies at night and sometimes in the sun, but it will never fly in the early morning.

The gods hate water vapor just as they hate humans.

Therefore, the morning that the Northern King mentioned was about seven o'clock and eight o'clock.

And what about Ye Xiuwen? When he arrived, it was almost noon.

Therefore, the Northern King said that Ye Xiuwen could catch up with the God-born clan, but probably he could not catch up with it. The God-born clan would definitely arrive in Shaolin in advance.

But unexpectedly, the gods actually attacked a small city.

The gods claim to be God, so when they see a human city, they carry out the so-called education.

And what they call education is to tell humans: You must obey me, otherwise you will die. And not only will you die in this life, but you will spend your next life and in the next life. I will burn your souls into ashes with the fire of hell.

So one group of people was killed, while the other group became loyal slaves of the gods.

The gods also needed such slaves. Thousands of years ago, they supported humanity as their puppets, built a city of sky for them, and built various miracles. They also devoted a large amount of cultivation resources to their hands.

But now this is still the case. When they come to the Central Plains, they will not kill all humans. Instead, they will tell all humans that only by obeying can they survive, otherwise there will be only a dead end.

So in this way, the gods descended on one city after another, absorbing thousands, tens of thousands, and hundreds of thousands into God's people!
Chapter completed!